On a tour of Australia, the Pope took a few days off to visit the coast for some sightseeing.

He was cruising along the beach in the Pope-mobile when there was a frantic commotion just off shore. A helpless man, wearing a Springboks rugby shirt, was struggling frantically to free himself from the jaws of a 25 foot shark. As the Pope watched in horror, a speedboat pulled up with three men wearing Wallabies shirts. One quickly fired a harpoon into the shark's side while the other two reached out and pulled the blue semiconscious hairyback sheila from the water. Then, using the long clubs, the three beat the shark to death and hauled it into the boat.

Immediately, the Pope shouted and summoned them to him. "I give you my blessing for your brave actions. I heard that there were some bitter hatreds between the South Africans and the Aussies, but now I have seen with my own eyes that this is not true."

As the Pope drove off, the harpooner asked his pals, "who was that?"

"It was the Pope" one replied. "He is in direct contact with God and has access to all of God's wisdom."

"Well" the harpooner said, "he may have access to God and his wisdom, but he doesn't know anything about shark fishing. Is the bait holding up okay or do we need to get another one?"